Maddy

I love that my dog gets so happy that she can't stop wiggling. It's like there's this feeling inside of her that just has to try to get itself out and she can't stop it.

I think that's the way a lot of us let our bad feelings affect us. We feel it inside of us and hear it demand to be expressed, so we do it. We let it flow from us so freely and then question anyone who tries to tell us to cut it out.

There's two points I have to make here. One is that it's hard to tell someone to check their feelings. They have a lot of emotional investment in what they're feeling (I mean, obviously), so you have to be very cautious when telling them that they need to rethink some things.

The second is a little more plain, but I find myself thinking about it a lot lately. What if we had that kind of happiness inside of us, like a dog does? What if I freaked out with joy every time my wife came in the door? What if the thought of one of my favorite snacks made me wiggle because I don't get it all the time and it just tastes good?

Those are the feelings I want to come from me. I want to bust from the seams with happiness. I know I don't always and probably do rarely. 

But I think we could all stand to be a little more like Maddy.